His palms were covered in sweat...

Finally, after all the clips were played, he saw the host DeGeneres holding the card with a bright smile. She glanced at the words on the card, and then the bright smile turned into surprise, and then she shook her hand. Holding the microphone...

“Congratulations on Saw!”

"Congratulations Mr. Zhou Yang!"

applause!

Stunned, confused, unbelievable, shocked, unwilling...

"how so?"

"Impossible, impossible!"

"Why can't I win any awards?"

"No, no, this is absolutely wrong! There is a shady story, a shady story, there is definitely a shady story, I want to complain, I want to complain!"

"This is not reality!"

All kinds of emotions surged in Zhao Sicheng's heart instantly. He opened his mouth, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

In an instant, he stood up, as if he had lost his mind, pointed at the Oscars stage, and shouted excitedly.

"Fatal" is a movie that can bring a sense of honor to the United States, but "Saw" is a movie that shames the United States and deliberately vilifies the United States. How can it win? Why should it win?

He can accept that "Fatal Crisis" does not win, but he cannot accept that "Saw" wins.

Tom next to him patted him on the shoulder, a look of regret flashed across his face, he sighed but didn't say anything, then stood up and turned around to leave.

Looking at the empty seats, Zhao Sicheng felt empty deep in his heart.

……………………

Zhou Yang's thinking was dull.

He stared blankly as his blank expression flashed across the screen on the stage.

He felt the fiery eyes of a group of black brothers. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he vaguely saw the angry expressions in the eyes of the white actors...

Zhou Yang walked onto the stage.

Suddenly!

It was so blurry that he didn't even know what he was going to say on the stage. In the end, he thanked this and then that...

After thanking him, he walked off the stage and returned to his seat in a daze.

He won an award!

Oscar for Best Screenplay!

He is the first Chinese director in the Chinese film industry to win the entire award, and he has achieved zero breakthrough for China just like Berlin did back then!

However, deep down in his heart, he didn't know why and couldn't be happy.

The black people were cheering, but the white people were extremely angry. They began to question the unfairness of the Oscars. Some people were cursing on the spot, feeling that Oscar had given in to pressure from outside.

He clearly felt the huge contradiction in the entire venue. He saw Zhao Sicheng yelling and pointing in his direction angrily.

He felt himself trapped in a whirlpool, starting to sink deeper and deeper.

This state of confusion lasted for a long time...

No matter who comes on stage to win an award, there will always be waves of doubts and scoldings about Zhou Yang.

Then...

Zhou Yang saw the Oscar for Best Actor being revealed, and then he saw Will Smith walking onto the stage. Afterwards, there was no joy in holding the trophy. Instead, his expression was a little angry, and his emotions were vaguely out of control!

He took the microphone and did not say an acceptance speech, but took a deep breath in front of everyone!

"Mr. Zhou Yang deserves the Best Screenplay Award. He is more suitable to win the award than a garbage fairy tale movie like "Fatal Crisis"!"

“There is no shady story at the Oscars!”

"When did it become shady for black people to win awards?"

“When did the Oscars become an award only for white people?”

"..."

"I announce that I will officially participate in "Struggle" directed by Mr. Zhou Yang!"

"Mr. Zhou Yang will prove himself and slap you hard with his works!"

"..."

When Zhou Yang heard this sentence, he was immediately stunned!

How did he know about "Struggle"?

Did I tell him?
Chapter completed!